Chapter 1 Welcoming guests on a snowy day
The north wind blows, the snowflakes drift, a night of heavy snowfall, ten thousand pear blossoms, three days of snow non-stop, no one on the road.
People say that the quilt and pillow are more compatible on a snowy day, and Chen Dahe deeply agrees with this, and he unswervingly practices it.
So I slept until the wind stopped snowing in the sun, and I couldn't close my eyes in good spirits, and I still refused to get up, until the smell of food came from the hall, I grabbed the cotton jacket at the head of the bed, pulled it into the quilt and covered it for two minutes, and then put it directly in the quilt and wrapped it on my body, and then I lifted the quilt and rolled out of the bed, dressed neatly and walked out of the room.
"Third brother is a lazy worm," Chen Jihong sat at the dinner table, shyly facing Chen Dahe.
As soon as he got out of the room, Chen Dahe, who was despised by his little sister, was pale, he really didn't blow it, with his current thickness of face, there was still some lack of blocking shells, and it was more than enough to block bullets, and this kind of little sister was not even a thatch, and she didn't feel it at all.
first went to the back of the house to wash his face and brush his teeth, and then walked to the dining table with an expressionless face, taking advantage of the little sister's inattention, suddenly stretched out his right hand, hugged her, and then carried it back and forth on his shoulder, "Dare to laugh at your third brother, it's really the opposite, see how I treat you." β
"Hahahaha, I don't dare, third brother," Chen Jihong struggled on the third brother's shoulder, but he couldn't break free of the third brother's arm, but he was so upside down that he couldn't stop laughing.
"Okay, okay, what an old person, still so naΓ―ve," Huang Yuzhi walked over with chopsticks, "Quickly put Xiaohong down, be careful of the fork." β
"Come on," Chen Dahe put his little sister on the ground with his backhand, and ran around the hall a few times with a person, still not blushing or panting, which shows that he has really not exercised in vain in the past two years.
On the contrary, Chen Jihong's face was flushed, he couldn't stand on his feet out of breath, and he pulled Chen Dahe's arm and coquettishly, "The third brother is dead, you have to compensate me." β
"Okay," Chen Dahe pulled over the bench and sat down, and by the way, picked up the little sister and put it on the other side of the bench, "Brother will bring you a big fish back tomorrow." β
"Don't want fish," Chen Jihong pouted, "There are a lot of fish at home." β
"Then what do you want?" Chen Dahe looked at the dining table, and the chopsticks had already stretched out, "Yo, Mom, what is a good day today, and there is a plate of fried fish?"
Generally, there are two dishes on the Chen family's dinner table, a large plate of fried vegetables, a bowl of pickles, and occasionally a bowl of squeezed chili peppers, and then there is sweet potato rice that has not changed for thousands of years. In fact, a few days ago, the production team only sent a lot of meat fish, but that is to be left to important occasions to do, today is not a festival, but there is a large plate of fried fish on the table, although it is a big finger cat fish, but after boiling fried dry, eat in the mouth and crispy, but a plate of authentic food.
"Why, you can't eat fish if you don't have a festival," Huang Yuzhi was in a good mood, and opened Chen Dahe's chopsticks with a smile, "I'll use the chopsticks when your father comes back." β
"Well," Chen Dahe put down his chopsticks, "You're right, but ah, let me guess, there's a guest coming from the house today?"
As soon as the words fell, the claws of his hand were stretched out quickly, and he grabbed two small fish and stuffed one into the little sister's mouth, and when the hand was retracted, the other one was thrown into his mouth.
"Well, my mother's fried fish is delicious. Chen Dahe gave a thumbs up and even patted his ass, "I don't think the chefs in the provincial capital can compare, they should really invite my mother to the guest house." β
"The chef in the province, have you been to the county?" Huang Yuzhi began to drive people away, "How old are you, and you won't be able to eat if you stay at the table for a while." β
"Okay, okay," Chen Dahe walked to the side with a hippie smile on his face, "Mom, if you come to the guest today, it's not okay to just have a plate of fried fish." β
"Yo, you're still worried about this," Huang Yuzhi squinted at him, "I think you want to eat it yourself." β
"It's all the same, do you want to eat it, little sister?" Chen Dahe pulled up a united front, licked his face in the expectant gaze of the little girl and asked, "Is there braised pork?"
"The braised pork is delicious!" the saliva on the corner of the little girl's mouth was about to flow down.
Huang Yuzhi squinted at him, "There is no braised pork, do you want to sit on the knife meat?"
"Ah, pig butt?" Chen Dahe suddenly hung his head, "Forget it, the good things are still left to the guests." β
"Look at you like that," Huang Yuzhi shook her head in disgust, turned around and brought another bowl from the back kitchen, "This is for you." β
Chen Dahe took the big bowl, his eyes lit up, a bowl full of dishes, below is a shiny braised pork, using high-quality pork belly, which is his favorite, pick up the chopsticks and are about to start eating, but he raised his head to look at his mother.
Huang Yuzhi knew what his son was going to say, and said with a smile, "I left it for your eldest brother and second sister, it's yours." β
The two of them immediately put down their chopsticks, their mouths were stuffed to the brim, and there was no room for speech at all.
Huang Yuzhi smiled and shook his head, the third son has become more and more intelligent and sensible in the past two years, but there are many small problems, it is good to have a piece of meat to eat this year, he is still picky, he doesn't eat here, he doesn't eat there, he must be neat and tidy when dressing, and he has to sew patches inside, I have never seen any rural child like this.
The two pairs of chopsticks were inserted quickly, and a large bowl of fish and meat also entered the stomachs of Chen Dahe and Xiaomei, a bowl of vegetables for two people and half of one person, no one took up more, of course, this is Chen Dahe's share, and Xiaomei Chen Jihong can't eat him. The fat braised pork, the crispy fried fish, the two of them don't even need to eat like this, this is unimaginable if it is placed in thirty or forty years later, but in this era, it is a normal thing.
Put the bowl on the table, Huang Yuzhi has already brought all the dishes, a large plate of green vegetables, a plate of fried fish, a large bowl of braised pork, a small bowl of pickles on the side, and a pot of potatoes and radish stewed chicken in the middle.
The Chen family's dining table is different from other homes, the boxy big wooden table, hollowed out in the middle, a sealed wooden shelf is hung below, and a layer of iron plate is laid on it, in winter, make a small stove under the iron plate, the furnace will heat the iron plate, and the dishes on the table are not afraid of getting colder and colder, the iron plate can also be lifted in the middle, which can be used to make hot pot, and the edge of the dining table is thick wood, and it will not be hot.
This table is Chen Dahe's handiwork, as for whether the commune knows or not, anyway, the entire Shangqi Brigade is the only one, otherwise Huang Yuzhi would not have served the dishes to the table early.
It didn't take long for the sound of Kazkaz stepping on the snow outside the house, Chen Dahe got up and opened the door, his eyes were stabbed by the sunlight reflected by the heavy snow, and after squinting his eyes for a few seconds, he saw his father Chen Deshan walking home with a middle-aged man in his forties and fifties, followed by the eldest brother and the second sister.
"Yo, it turned out that Secretary Zhao was here," Chen Dahe greeted him with a smile, "I just said how could there be a magpie calling this morning, it turns out that there are really distinguished guests." β
"Go, go," Zhao Dehua waved his hand at Chen Dahe angrily, "Your magpie still comes out to bark on a snowy day." β
"This shows that the magpie is hardworking," Chen Dahe welcomed people into the house, and the people in the village were not so particular, Zhao Dehua greeted Huang Yuzhi and went directly to the dinner table.